What a week. What a month. So much has happened and none of it is the most exciting of things. Bus broke down on a NYC trip. Got a wisdom tooth out. Had a cold that turned into a sinus infection after said extraction. That turned into a three day migraine. But we are here, and for the most part healthy. At least I can finally think. That’s what I hate most about migraines, the fog. I can get some minor tasks done, and usually push myself through work. But that’s it. No reading and definitely no writing. And I can only really watch things I have seen before because I go in and out of focus.
I feel like I wasted a whole week, but I try not to meditate on that. Here, let’s have a throw back to my trip down to the city.
Some delicious coffee and hotteok (Korean doughnut/pancake full of wonderment). This was from Grace Street Cafe. I had wanted to venture there for a while now for this doughnut-like treat, but every time I am in the city it is usually such a rush. This time, all we did was eat. Had some delicious fried chicken, some traditional doughnuts, french fries, yakitori, dumplings, you name it. We also ventured down to The Strand, a pretty famous bookstore to boasts 18 miles of books. It is a fun place to get lost in. I didn’t buy anything, but a few special editions caught my eye. Oh, can’t forget the Whopper Jr. I had at the rest stop while we waited for a new bus. I regretted that one as you can imagine.
The year is coming to a close, and I don’t know about you, but I can feel it. There is a lot of potential change on my horizon and I have my fingers crossed that it all works out (good changes!). I think the break from writing was needed, I am feeling super motivated, and hope a can get some work done tomorrow morning. I also have added a few books to my next years Goodreads challenge. I have pre-ordered the Wicked King by Holly Black, because she is one of my first loves, and I read everything by her. I also want to read the Alice Network by Kate Quinn and Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens. Those two have a lot of buzz going on about them, and though they wouldn’t be typical picks of mine, I will take their great reviews for something. It is also good to branch out into other genres. I did borrow Artemis by Andy Weir from the library, but, I don’t have much expectations for any finished books for the rest of 2018. Who knows, maybe I will surprise myself.
Part two as in, a second trip to the big city within a week. This time to see the play, Boys in the Band. It has been a long time since I have seen a play. My sister, who is in high school, says they don’t do them anymore. What? Back in my day (I get to say this because I am double her age), we did two plays AND a musical in one school year. Consequently, that was probably the last time I had seen a play.
I was really excited to see this show because 1. I am a huge Zachary Quinto fangirl and 2. It is high time LGBTQ+ stories were in the mainstream. The play itself was excellent. I haven’t laughed that much in a while. It was a small slice of life, that talked about big issues. Especially for that time. Everyone was perfect in their characters, and I especially enjoyed the stage setup. I love how something so simple as just an apartment (a super cool apartment), can work so well for the story.
That was my last show planned for the year, unless you count school ones of course :). I might make one more trip to the city this summer, because I am in need of a delicious food tour. Very limited options where we live right now, but that is the price one pays for solitude.
I am in a reading rut right now. Or maybe I am not a summer reader. Just nothing is really sparking my interest right now, other than every review written on an espresso maker ever. To which I still have yet to settle on one. Writing is, meh. About 25k into the rewrite. It is going, albeit slowly. Summer just makes me want to daydream. Okay. Nap. Summer just makes me want to nap.
So this past Sunday, Father’s Day, my family and I traveled to NYC to watch the musical Dear Evan Hansen on Broadway. Now I wont say too much, nor give a synopsis (because I suck at those), but I will say it was awesome. If you ever have an opportunity to see a Broadway show, Dear Evan Hansen is now the top of my list of Favorites. So speaking of Fathers, my own Dad was with me for this show. I was told beforehand that I should expect to shed a few tears, and boy were they not kidding.
Now there is a scene in the show where a Dad, toward the end of act one, finally breaks down and cries about the situation at hand. It isn’t highlighted or anything– kind of off to the side during a large number where other things are going on. But boy did that hit me in the heart. I don’t know about anyone else, but when I see my own Dad cry (which is twice in my lifetime), I cry. I guess that translates to fictional dads as well. I did see my own blink a little rapidly at the scene… but no actual tears.
The whole story was an emotional roller coaster. I laughed and cried. The show talks about some serious issues regarding metal health, suicide, and the viral web. Really one of the most modern and thought provoking musicals I have seen this far. Well, definitely the most modern. I don’t think I have seen anything that has taken place after the 80’s or wasn’t a fantasy world.
Also, my sister has introduced me to this whole ‘stage door’ thing. What fun. I think it is great that these actors and actresses take time to come great their fans! The most famous people I have ever met, that is for sure. And I am okay with that.
No reading this week 😦 but some writing did get done. Which is what I am supposed to be doing right now. A blog post counts, right?